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CHAPTER 14 (Second Round)
Toilet mein paani ke neeche khada ho kar main apne aap ko thanda karne ki koshish kar raha tha, lekin dimaag mein bas ek hi cheez ghum rahi thi — Usha abhi bhi bed pe leti hui, skirt upar uthi hui, salwar ka naada abhi bhi uljha hua, aur uski awaaz abhi bhi kaanon mein goonj rahi thi: “Abhi bhi excited hoon.”
Main jaldi se saaf hua, lungi dobara baandhi, underwear side mein rakh diya — aaj raat yeh beech mein nahi aayega. Jab main wapas kamre mein aaya toh Usha bed pe baithi thi, dono haathon se apne baal peeche kar rahi thi, jaise garmi se pareshan ho. T-shirt abhi bhi upar thi, bra ke upar se dono Bhim-Arjun saaf dikh rahe the — ab tak ke sabse zyada excited aur sakht.
Woh mujhe dekhte hi thodi si sharma gayi, lekin aankhein jhukaane ki bajaye seedha meri taraf dekhti rahi. Uske chehre pe abhi bhi woh laal rang tha, saans abhi bhi tez chal rahi thi.
“Jaldi aa gaye?” usne poocha, awaaz mein thodi si hansi aur thodi si challenge.
“Haan,” main bola, “tum toh wait kar rahi thi na… second round ke liye?”
Woh bed pe peeche let gayi, dono haath sar ke peeche rakh kar stretch karti hui. T-shirt aur upar chadhi, pet poora khul gaya, navel ke neeche ki chamakdar skin dikhai di.
“Mujhe neend aa rahi thi,” woh boli, “par tumhare bina… neend nahi aa rahi.”
Main bed pe chadh gaya, uske bagal mein let gaya. Ek haath uske pet pe rakha, dheere se gol-gol ghumaya. Woh saans lete hue boli, “Haan… aise hi… dheere.”
Main uske kaan ke paas muh le gaya, “Abhi bhi excited ho?”
“Hmm,” usne halki si awaaz mein kaha, “bahut.”
Main uske gale pe kiss kiya, phir kaan ke neeche — wahi jagah jahan se woh hamesha tharthara jaati thi. Usne apna sar peeche kiya, aankhein band kar li. Main samajh gaya — ab control uske haath mein nahi tha.
Dheere-dheere main uske upar chadh gaya. Usne apne pair faila diye, jaise mujhe jagah de rahi ho. Main apna pura wazan uspe daal diya, lekin itna bhi nahi ki saans ruk jaaye. Mera lund ab seedha uski chut ke upar tha — sirf do kapde beech mein. Lungi khul chuki thi, underwear pehle hi side mein pada tha.
Main uske dono haathon ko pakad kar upar uthaya, dono ko sar ke upar daba diya. Usne halka sa virodh kiya, par aankhein band thi, muh khula tha — saans tez.
“Ab kya karoge?” usne dheemi awaaz mein poocha.
“Jo tum chaho,” maine kaha, aur ek haath uske pet se neeche le gaya, salwar ke naade pe. Is baar naada khulne mein der nahi lagi — maine pehle hi knot ko dheela kar diya tha.
Woh thoda sa uthi, jaise rokna chahti ho, par phir let gayi.
Main salwar ko dheere se neeche kheenchne laga. Woh uthi nahi, bas pair thoda sa utha diya taaki salwar nikal jaaye. Ab sirf panty bachi thi — woh bhi geeli, chamak rahi thi.
Main apne lund ko uski panty ke upar rakh diya — seedha crack pe. Woh saans rok gayi.
“Upar upar only, yaad hai na?” usne aankhein khol kar kaha, par awaaz mein woh zor nahi tha jo pehle hota tha.
“Haan,” maine kaha, “sirf upar upar.”
Aur maine apne hips ko aage peeche karna shuru kar diya — dheere, phir tez. Har jhatke mein mera supara uski panty ke upar se uski clit ko ragad raha tha. Woh moan karne lagi — “Aah… haan… aise hi…”
Main ek haath se uski panty pe ungliyon se ragad raha tha, doosre haath se ek breast ko zor se dabaya. Nipple ab sakht tha, T-shirt ke upar se bhi saaf mehsoos ho raha tha.
Woh apne hips ko bhi utha-utha kar mera saath de rahi thi. Jaise hum dono ek rhythm mein the — bina andar jaaye, par bilkul andar jaane wale jaisa feel.
“Aur tez,” usne kaha, awaaz mein ek alag si bechaini.
Main tez kiya. Mera lund ab panty ke upar se uski geeli chut ko feel kar raha tha. Har ragad mein woh aur zor se moan kar rahi thi.
“Aah… bhaiya… haan… mat rukna…”
Woh pehli baar “bhaiya” bol kar moan kar rahi thi — aur woh bhi itne pyar se.
Main samajh gaya — ab woh ruk nahi sakti.
Main apne hips ko aur zor se dhakelne laga. Mera supara panty ke upar se uske clit pe zor se ragad raha tha. Woh pura badan kaanp rahi thi.
“Aah… main… main ja rahi hoon…”
Aur woh zor se chillaayi — pura badan utha, pair failaaye, haath meri peeth pe nail gaad diye — aur orgasm mein chali gayi. Geeli panty aur bhi geeli ho gayi.
Main bhi ruk nahi saka. Do-teen zor ke jhatke maare, aur mera maal uski panty aur pet pe gira. Garam-garam.
Woh saans lete hue leti rahi, aankhein band, chehra laal.
Main uske upar hi gira raha, dono paseene se bheeg chuke the.
Thodi der baad usne aankhein kholi, meri taraf dekha, aur dheemi awaaz mein boli:
“Abhi bhi… excited hoon.”
Main muskura diya.
“Abhi toh sirf shuruaat hai, Usha.”
Woh sharma gayi, par aankhein bol rahi thi — haan, aur chahiye.
Toilet mein paani ke neeche khada ho kar main apne aap ko thanda karne ki koshish kar raha tha, lekin dimaag mein bas ek hi cheez ghum rahi thi — Usha abhi bhi bed pe leti hui, skirt upar uthi hui, salwar ka naada abhi bhi uljha hua, aur uski awaaz abhi bhi kaanon mein goonj rahi thi: “Abhi bhi excited hoon.”
Main jaldi se saaf hua, lungi dobara baandhi, underwear side mein rakh diya — aaj raat yeh beech mein nahi aayega. Jab main wapas kamre mein aaya toh Usha bed pe baithi thi, dono haathon se apne baal peeche kar rahi thi, jaise garmi se pareshan ho. T-shirt abhi bhi upar thi, bra ke upar se dono Bhim-Arjun saaf dikh rahe the — ab tak ke sabse zyada excited aur sakht.
Woh mujhe dekhte hi thodi si sharma gayi, lekin aankhein jhukaane ki bajaye seedha meri taraf dekhti rahi. Uske chehre pe abhi bhi woh laal rang tha, saans abhi bhi tez chal rahi thi.
“Jaldi aa gaye?” usne poocha, awaaz mein thodi si hansi aur thodi si challenge.
“Haan,” main bola, “tum toh wait kar rahi thi na… second round ke liye?”
Woh bed pe peeche let gayi, dono haath sar ke peeche rakh kar stretch karti hui. T-shirt aur upar chadhi, pet poora khul gaya, navel ke neeche ki chamakdar skin dikhai di.
“Mujhe neend aa rahi thi,” woh boli, “par tumhare bina… neend nahi aa rahi.”
Main bed pe chadh gaya, uske bagal mein let gaya. Ek haath uske pet pe rakha, dheere se gol-gol ghumaya. Woh saans lete hue boli, “Haan… aise hi… dheere.”
Main uske kaan ke paas muh le gaya, “Abhi bhi excited ho?”
“Hmm,” usne halki si awaaz mein kaha, “bahut.”
Main uske gale pe kiss kiya, phir kaan ke neeche — wahi jagah jahan se woh hamesha tharthara jaati thi. Usne apna sar peeche kiya, aankhein band kar li. Main samajh gaya — ab control uske haath mein nahi tha.
Dheere-dheere main uske upar chadh gaya. Usne apne pair faila diye, jaise mujhe jagah de rahi ho. Main apna pura wazan uspe daal diya, lekin itna bhi nahi ki saans ruk jaaye. Mera lund ab seedha uski chut ke upar tha — sirf do kapde beech mein. Lungi khul chuki thi, underwear pehle hi side mein pada tha.
Main uske dono haathon ko pakad kar upar uthaya, dono ko sar ke upar daba diya. Usne halka sa virodh kiya, par aankhein band thi, muh khula tha — saans tez.
“Ab kya karoge?” usne dheemi awaaz mein poocha.
“Jo tum chaho,” maine kaha, aur ek haath uske pet se neeche le gaya, salwar ke naade pe. Is baar naada khulne mein der nahi lagi — maine pehle hi knot ko dheela kar diya tha.
Woh thoda sa uthi, jaise rokna chahti ho, par phir let gayi.
Main salwar ko dheere se neeche kheenchne laga. Woh uthi nahi, bas pair thoda sa utha diya taaki salwar nikal jaaye. Ab sirf panty bachi thi — woh bhi geeli, chamak rahi thi.
Main apne lund ko uski panty ke upar rakh diya — seedha crack pe. Woh saans rok gayi.
“Upar upar only, yaad hai na?” usne aankhein khol kar kaha, par awaaz mein woh zor nahi tha jo pehle hota tha.
“Haan,” maine kaha, “sirf upar upar.”
Aur maine apne hips ko aage peeche karna shuru kar diya — dheere, phir tez. Har jhatke mein mera supara uski panty ke upar se uski clit ko ragad raha tha. Woh moan karne lagi — “Aah… haan… aise hi…”
Main ek haath se uski panty pe ungliyon se ragad raha tha, doosre haath se ek breast ko zor se dabaya. Nipple ab sakht tha, T-shirt ke upar se bhi saaf mehsoos ho raha tha.
Woh apne hips ko bhi utha-utha kar mera saath de rahi thi. Jaise hum dono ek rhythm mein the — bina andar jaaye, par bilkul andar jaane wale jaisa feel.
“Aur tez,” usne kaha, awaaz mein ek alag si bechaini.
Main tez kiya. Mera lund ab panty ke upar se uski geeli chut ko feel kar raha tha. Har ragad mein woh aur zor se moan kar rahi thi.
“Aah… bhaiya… haan… mat rukna…”
Woh pehli baar “bhaiya” bol kar moan kar rahi thi — aur woh bhi itne pyar se.
Main samajh gaya — ab woh ruk nahi sakti.
Main apne hips ko aur zor se dhakelne laga. Mera supara panty ke upar se uske clit pe zor se ragad raha tha. Woh pura badan kaanp rahi thi.
“Aah… main… main ja rahi hoon…”
Aur woh zor se chillaayi — pura badan utha, pair failaaye, haath meri peeth pe nail gaad diye — aur orgasm mein chali gayi. Geeli panty aur bhi geeli ho gayi.
Main bhi ruk nahi saka. Do-teen zor ke jhatke maare, aur mera maal uski panty aur pet pe gira. Garam-garam.
Woh saans lete hue leti rahi, aankhein band, chehra laal.
Main uske upar hi gira raha, dono paseene se bheeg chuke the.
Thodi der baad usne aankhein kholi, meri taraf dekha, aur dheemi awaaz mein boli:
“Abhi bhi… excited hoon.”
Main muskura diya.
“Abhi toh sirf shuruaat hai, Usha.”
Woh sharma gayi, par aankhein bol rahi thi — haan, aur chahiye.